Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'Em Daddy [Remix]

See the problem is I goin nowhere
Can at me, can stab at me
Take your shot (this is the remix)
Suck a dick no
DipSet, remix, go!

[Hell
My is novocaine, my bars is hurricanes (Katrina)
I got hell-a cain, mac in the range
Hop out and exchange
I wanna see niggaz die die, make they mom feel hell-a pain
Walk around I got a broom in my pants
Na a fuckin' A-K, heavy tool in my pants, damn
Man these cowards better in they lane
And if they getting the picture, it ain't in the frame
VVS's stay in my (bling) they in my ring (There they go)
You must of wrote your will if your sayin our names
Hell Rell, Mr. Ruger Ruger, I'm a shooter
You hung with the girls you double dutch or
Hop skip and jumpin, block clickin and
Glock and dumpin, it's the mighty

[J.R.
Listen I'm quite known, nice chrome, a niggaz
Ya sight blown, Right-o, my stones glitter
Left hand bling, the one shiver
Stallion, medallion, a ice picture
The white stone
That white tone, nights home, getting' rid of the like lipo mister
psycho sicker
That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a like Mike on Thriller
ain't nothing to me, a scrapper at its best
No rapper could impress, man I'm crack right out the
You indirect
But it's like a movie shoot
How they sendin all these actors at the set

[Jim
It get 'em daddy (Goonies)
Soul they sick and flabby, (they washed up)
Young fly and every nigga with me pack heat, (we ballin)
Somebody pictures at me, (watch me)
Plus I I got the F.B.I. sick of me
The the jewels and how we buy exquisite V's
get ya brains fried to a fricassee
My vest and my heater, breath of reefer
And ya boy stay fly he was dressin for Easter
The big Pachorte, Capo the
4-4 court case to drop on expressway
Its DipSet we fly high
And chart the G-4 we get in the sky

I'm Hulk Hogan, Savage, Bob Backlund
Paul Akin, ha ha, who they think they car
You dump and a dump, I slumped and I
mad my car's like an elephant, the trunk in the front
See ya dude react, Hud six me back, a few they clapped
But I ate those, them is Scooby Snacks
I see stars, I'm a G pa
the Lam' in 6th, Drove to the E.R.
Had to it hot
like Pac I know it's set up
Them old niggaz know I'm bout to they spot
no A.B. - I.O.U.
Y.B. get 'em up in I.C.U.
Like I see you at the BP, 'em off G.P.
from VA, PA, down to D.C.
D.O.A. if you up on my P.C.
C-74 switched 'em to P.C.
Like D, we the '06 P.E.
me why, I'm in the '06 G.T.
All about G's B, we the B.G.
Gang Dipset, D.I.P. see
KRS-One, the great B.D.P.
You wanna join the crew, then you must see me,
(Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham
I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy) Honey smile, act funny style
In one ear, yeah, 220 thou'